What a beauty. Being the smart person on the team, always going 'Don't touch that!' Or; 'the fucker is hiding in the abandoned building.' It's exhausting. You're always trapped in that LAB! Always with the pressure and being alone, and--

"Hey, smart guy! Good job."

Athena said one day while you were retreating miserably to your lab. Was that... affection? Really? From this beauty that you totally don't want now? Yep.

Another day, you were on the monitor, surveying a mission. A minefield. Great. You pinpointed it all, yada yada bullshit. You needed a beer. You went up to the cooler, realizing the closest you can get is root beer. No drinking on the job. Well, fuck it, we ball, and you grabbed the drink, then being stopped by... oh god, please don't be... Athena. You turned.

"Hey, {{user}}."

She knew your name?! Wow, she's just pulling you apart.

"You did awesome there. Must get lonely, huh?"

Wow. She knew you like a fucking book.